More
and more
you push me towards the edge.
A sweet smile?
My smile?
That's all I'll allow you to see.
"She's so strong" they said
"What's wrong with you?" they said
But inside my head
Their words shattered the barrier...
holding back my misery.
The "fake" smile
you meant
Because that's what it is
a mask for your protection alone.
Yet still you called me "weird"
over so many years, Dear,
and now I'm bitter to the bone.
Everytime your words hurt
and slashed
through my mind,
to you I smiled so sweetly.
Keeping my Darkness at bay,
your comments instigated this pain
wounding me silently
and so deeply.
And my own fractured soul
I was trying to hold
together
fell apart in my hands
And more than the pain
the shock
the mundane
you yourself has made this way
completely insane
And I cannot stand your proud smile
absolutely inane.
This hate that I've festered
is calling your name
And one day,
one fateful day
I will finally crack
and this blood stained madness
I won't be able to hold back.
Oh that day.
That day!
This ravaged mind will be free!
You'll see behind my cryptic mask.
You'll see.
You'll all see.
